Ghost B.c. Jigolo Har Megiddo
I am the one who preys on weak I offer everything they seek
And I am the one who comes richly endowed
Harvesting crops of fields that others have plowed
I am the one, lascivious
I am the son of one below
The progeny of beast of woe
And I am the one who comes into the daughters of men
Destroying all and make them want it again
I am the son, lascivious
He is the one desacralizer He is the son of the enticer
The all seeing subterranean kaiser
He is the way, he is the way
I am the way... And you invited me to stay
However fair and pure, you crave the wand
You see through me what lies beyond
I am the one lascivious
I am the one lascivious
I am the one lascivious
With magic potion niveous
